Proph (US) - Mental Slavery [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Where I'm from we don't wake up to cups of Folgers
We wake up to guns and holsters and look up to those on posters
[Like] Targets trying to find an aim
Transitions like rollercoasters distract us from focused motives
Hopin' a lame provokes a stain to attain a "Gain"
Like detergent it’s urgent that we deplete the cycle
It's a shame we mo prone to tote a rifle than quote the bible
Disciples and women that will follow your team
But waking up is like a nightmare to follow your dream
And see jail's a plantation, probation's the new slavery
Slang 'cain to gain a name enticed by the whips and chains
It's conditioned in our brain, so who's the one to blame?
I'm too possessed by the dollars to try to make a change
It's conditioned in my brain, guess I'm the one to blame
I'm too possessed by the dollars to try to make a change
I take the wool off my eyes fightin' my demise
And when the sun rise, I look myself in the eyes and say...